They just had a quick conversation and nothing much. It was just help between neighbours. He didn't even mind.
Later, they had gone from strangers to be familiar with each other after one thing had happened.
Mo Yixuan suddenly gripped his fingers tightly at the thought, his eyes were filled with hate.
That night, he and several senior managers of the company were busied about a project that went wrong until midnight. Leaving the company, he did not plan to go home but walked towards the apartment, as the apartment was less than 700 meters away from the company and thus he didn't need to drive.
